Underneath the deep red barrier Edmund
has placed over the city, Prague is in ruins… Vilỳ hide in the darkened
alleys, waiting to attack anyone who passes, while Edmund’s men roam the
blood-soaked streets, scouring every crumbling building in a mad attempt to
flush out Ilyan and his men. Among the danger, Ilyan and Joclyn are
trapped, unable to leave the city. trying to keep their people safe behind a
powerful shield, unseen from Edmund and his scouts. Wyn spends her days
haunted by her daughter and watching Thom waste away from the mysterious curse
slowly taking him. Ryland has risen above his father’s control, ready to
take his place as his brother’s second. However, Sain needs his help first for
a simple assignment, or so he thinks. Their safety is about to be
shattered. A mole behind those safe, Cathedral walls has begun whispering
through the survivors that Joclyn is unstable, that her magic is an
uncontainable force that will destroy them all in the end. Determined
not to let the rumors affect her, Joclyn battles ahead, only to have reality
and sight intersect in an explosion that shatters the walls between future,
past, and present, leaving her imprisoned in a seamless existence she must
learn to control … before Edmund and Ovailia control her.

Before Sain unfurls the plan he has been orchestrating for
centuries.

Rebecca Ethington is an internationally bestselling author with almost 700,000 books sold. Her breakout debut, The Imdalind Series, has been featured on bestseller lists since its debut in 2012, reaching thousands of adoring fans worldwide and cited as "Interesting and Intense" by USA Today's Happily Ever After Blog.
From writing horror to romance and creating every sort of magical creature in be-tween, Rebecca's imagination weaves vibrant worlds that transport readers into the pages of her books. Her writing has been described as fresh, original, and groundbreaking, with stories that bend genres and create fantastical worlds.
Born and raised under the lights of a stage, Rebecca has written stories by the ghost light, told them in whispers in dark corridors, and never stopped creating within the pages of a notebook.

BDSM
is a collection of poetry containing f/f, anal play, femdom, bondage, shibari,
anal play and much more. It contains meaningful, intimate, and downright filthy
poetry written in acrostic, ballad, cinquain, and free verse.

This collection is intended for the open-minded people
out there who love all things BDSM.

So, let BDSMtake
you on a journey into the taboo, and give the most erogenous part of your body,
your brain, a treat.

Excerpt
from Switch:

When I entered the room I noticed the whip,

Then his breath on my neck, and his hand on my hip.

“Hello my sweet darling, I’m glad you are here.”

His voice was playful, but still I felt fear.

“Have you obeyed? Done all I have asked tonight?”

I couldn’t help but clench, and close my arse tight.

“Yes, Master I have, right down to the letter.”

My arse clenched again, my pussy even wetter.

“And how does it feel, to be stretched like this?”

His hand moved to my bottom, in the shape of a fist.

“It feels strange Master, like my body is full.”

His fist moved to my hair, and he began to pull.

“And full you shall be, once I’m inside you too.”

“Oh Master, please tell me, what is it you plan to
do?”

He laughed against my ear, and tugged my head back.

“I’m going to fuck your pussy, while that plug is in
your crack.”

My body shuddered with sexual apprehension.

He released his grip, and then came the tension…

Excerpt
from Harem:

The
three of us knelt, collared and chained,

Waiting
for one master, to teach the untrained.

The
three of us were stripped, told to behave,

Told we
were sluts, whores, and slaves.

He
entered the room, we all bowed our heads,

His
attire was magnificent, all blacks, gold’s, and reds.

Then
under my chin, he placed his big hand,

Told me
that tonight, I would follow his command.

I nodded
my head, subserviently so,

Then he
moved to the next, second in the row.

And said
exactly the same to the second and third,

And then
left the room without saying a word.

We all
sat motionless, staring at the floor,

Until he
entered again, slamming the door.

Knowing
he was back sent a surge of exhilaration,

This was
what I needed, strong domination.

He
snatched up my chain, tugged me over to a stock…

Author
Bio:

C.A.Bell
was born and raised on the outskirts of London, England, but for the past three
years has resided in a much more rural town of Shropshire, where she and her
husband married and made a home.

She is
currently working on a number of projects, including the follow-on book to TheArchitect,
as well as a novel, and aspires to be a well-known author.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Welcome. Today I am thrilled to host a fabulous author, imprint editor and all around bon vivant I think you all will find fascinating, Sascha Illyvich. Proclaimed by the Publishing industry as the Bad Boy of Romance, Sascha started writing fifteen years ago.Author of over 50 titles in a

Sascha Illyvich

variety of subgenres, his erotic romances have been listed under the Night Owl Romance and Road to Romance’s Recommended read list, and he's been nominated for a CAPA by The Romance Studio.Recently, Torn to Pieces was a USA TODAY Recommended Read.

Managing Imprint Editor for Ardent Books, the erotic division of Assent Publishing, and Imprint Editor at Sizzler Editions, Sascha continues to help other authors build the careers they strive for, as those who came before him helped to do.

Description:
Tempting secrets of an angel
Seductive mysteries of the beast

Derrick, a former spy, has been asked to protect the sultry Sonja, a death
metal singer whose magical voice grabs him by the balls and won’t let go. He’ll
protect her, all right…with every part of his body tight against hers.

Sonja uses her voice to purge her fans of their darkness, their hate and
hopelessness. But evil forces want to use her magic for their own ends. All she
wants, at this point, is safety for herself and her band.

When Derrick and Sonja team up, Sonja does her best to resist the lure of
safety he represents, until a radical league that wants her dead propels her
into his arms.

Will his help be enough? Or will she lose her heart to him, only to be killed
in the process of saving the world?

The pure exhaustion of eternal punishment as a fallen has
left our sexy but naughty angel, Samyaza, desperate for companionship…desperate
to be set free and only you hold the key.

What would you give for one night of unbridled passion?
Samyaza gave his life, his freedom…everything. After thousands of years of pain
and punishment the fallen one thought he’d seen it all...not even close.

Now evil threatens the world and the Watchers are our only
hope. Falling from grace was easy, eternal suffering has become common place,
wishing for death an everyday occurrence but when faced with a chance for
redemption Samyaza fears he could fail.

His test for heavenly grace comes in the form of a
beautiful, confident, modern woman who captures the fallen one heart and soul.

Strength he has. Faith in the God that sentenced him to a
life in chains he holds close but all may be lost with just one look from this
very special woman.

With his life, his soul and his heart on the line, can
Samayza save the world or destroy it?

The Watchers are waiting, wanting…needing you. It’s time to
live life on the dark side.

Time is running out. Evil forces threaten the very survival
of the human race. Our only hope…The Watchers.

The fate of humanity lies in the hands of these twelve
stunningly sexy, sinful fallen angels.

Only destiny knows if they will save us or doom to hell.

Excerpt:

Here's a little nibble! Oh yeah!

“Ok, Yazy, take off that jacket and walk into the shower
stall. The water should be nice and warm. You’ll love it!”

Samyaza raises his eyebrows, looking at the water spraying
from the shower head. He looks at the steam swirling around.

“Ah…yeah.”

He shrugs his shoulders and the jacket falls off his
shoulders and slides down his wounds. He winces and closes his eyes. He takes
in a sharp breath.

“What’s wrong?”

Crystal quickly steps around him to look at his back. She
gasps, outraged, and her color drains from her face.

“Omg! What did they do to you! Your flesh is totally
shredded. How in the world have you been able to tolerate the pain?”

Samyaza clenches his jaw and turns around to look at her. He
narrows his eyes and nods.

“Sweet Crystal, I’ll be much better as soon as I eat a meal.
I would heal quicker if I have more blood.”

He watches her closely, watching her pale complexion.

“Yazy, are you serious! Look at your back!”

She points to the mirror, frowning, and turns him around.

Samyaza turns around and looks into the large bathroom
mirror.

He frowns, and nods. He closes his eyes.

Yes, that’s what flogging does to you but I’ll be ok. I
understand why she’s so upset. I need to convince her that I’m going to be ok.

He opens his eyes and gazes into her eyes. He raises both
hands and rests them on her trembling shoulders.

“Sweet Crystal, please believe in what I’m going to tell
you. Remember that I’m an angel. Well, a fallen angel, and most important
immortal. That means that I usually regenerate but I was without sustenance for
such a long time that my energy is depleted. I need nourishment or blood to
boost my energy. My body will regenerate soon as I have the power that I need.”

He looks deeply into her beautiful hazel eyes, reaching her soul.

She blinks rapidly and her tears fall down her face. She
shakes her head, trying to understand what he told her.

“Yazy, I don’t understand how someone could hurt you so.
It’s too painful to see. I hurt for you.”

Her tears continue to fall down her face and he pulls her
into his arms.

Patricia loves the paranormal genre. She finds this genre an
exciting challenge and enjoys writing about sexy vhampiers, werewolves,
dragons, and other entities. Her greatest thrill in writing the paranormal
genre is the limitless range of characteristics, powers, and weaknesses
available to develop the characters' and entities' realms.

A Tempest Of Love, Steamy Romance, Paranormal Intrigue, And
Suspense!

Paranormal bad boys are hot, wild, and full of suspense!
These sexy men will seize your soul and your heart.

You will LOVE these amazing paranormal hot tales that are
packed with suspense, intrigue, and a delightful dose of sensual romance.

These sexy stories will leave you breathless ……………wanting a
HOT BAD BOY OF YOUR OWN!

Hold him close, hold him tight, and never let him go! Leaves
You Wanting More!

Carefree submissive Linnet Adams is living the dream with a
promising future, another semester of school under her belt, and best of all,
the devotion of Master Gage. Her life at Crave, the city’s most exclusive BDSM
club, is everything to her until she’s thrust into a living nightmare.

Seven years, seven murders…

Ryder, a male submissive at Crave, is devoted to the
lifestyle and one very hard to pin down Domme. He is also a Doctor of
Psychology specializing in BDSM related crimes. When yet another murder occurs,
he is asked to assist Detective Linnet Adams. Sometimes the truth is hiding in
plain sight, and all it can take is one kiss.

The whisper of the cane can bring them heaven or hell…

Gage still dreams about the sub who got away. Linnet was his
fantasy girl and the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. As the
new owner of Crave, he still can’t get her out of his mind.

A discovery is about to rock his world and bring the past
and future colliding together. If only he has the courage to embrace it.

It had been a rough week, and her exams were finally done,
freeing up more of her time to devote to Master Gage. Just the thought of her
dark haired, muscular Dom sent shivers down her spine. The good kind. “Master
Gage said we had to keep everything low key until the semester was over. I just
hope he’ll make it in tonight. He texted me he was going to be late and to help
with the visitors.”

“Maybe he wants you to help the new guy feel at home.” Her
best friend April grinned and spun from side to side on the bar stool, her feet
dangling. “He’s supposed to be Master Gage’s special guest.” She polished off
her cranberry juice and turned to slide the empty glass across the bar to
Bernie.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.” The large black man smiled, his eyes dancing
merrily. Everyone understood Bernie was the biggest teddy bear in the place,
but if anyone threatened one of the subs, he would rival even the toughest
Dungeon Monitor. “You girls be careful tonight. The boys upstairs are on
another membership drive, and I’m not so sure they checked out everyone like
they normally do.”

“Hmmm.” She eyed the charismatic blond man from across the
room. He was surrounded by women, each one eager to get a taste. “God. It’s
like a feeding frenzy.”

April laughed. “It is. I hope they leave more than the bones
for whoever gets him tonight.” Her Domme Evelyn waved at her from the St.
Andrew’s cross. “Look, I have to go. Mistress Evelyn is summoning me. You have
a great time, honey, and give me a call tomorrow.”

“Will do.” Linnet picked up her ginger ale and took a small
sip. She tugged down her frilly micro skirt and checked her corset to make sure
everything was in place. It felt good to sit down. The new black heels she’d worn
tonight were absolutely killing her, and it hadn’t even been two hours yet.

Bernie narrowed his eyes, his lips turning down in
disapproval as he gazed at the blond. “You be careful around that one, Linnet.
There’s been talk.”

Linnet cocked her head. “What kind of talk?”

“The kind that makes me want to throw his ass out the front
door and not care where it lands. I can’t believe he wormed his way in here.”

“Really?”

“Just don’t let yourself be alone with him, okay?”

“Point taken.” She swallowed the last of her drink and
heaved herself off the stool and back onto the floor. Her feet still hurt, but
at least it was a little better after sitting. “I’d better make my way into the
fray. If Master Gage comes in and sees me sitting, I’ll get my backside warmed
but good.”

Bernie chuckled. “You know you like it when that man paddles
you. Hell, he could paddle me anytime.”

“Naughty, Bernie.” Linnet giggled.

“Don’t you know it, babe. Now you watch yourself, you hear?”

“I will. Don’t worry.”

About the author:

Erzabet Bishop is an award winning author who loves to write
naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Dinner Date, Crave, The Science
of Lust, Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark
(upcoming 2016),The Devil’s Due (upcoming 2016), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted
Paddle Emporium (upcoming 2016), Sigil Fire, Glitter Lust (upcoming 2016),
Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black
Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop Collection,
Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts:
Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain
Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many
anthologies. Erzabet has been a finalist in the GCLS awards for 2014 and 2015,
winning the Goldie for her spot in two anthologies. She lives in Texas with her
husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She
loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies. When she
isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.